Blonde pistol. Blondes in the Ritz Carlton. What can we say, We like to trash hotel rooms. Check your pistol at the front door and hangout in the hallway. As a child, she got in trouble often because she had a penchant for jumping out of second story windows. Her boyfriend owns a Harley that she's seasoned to ride.

Quick wit and a demanding sense of style, she met him at a soda machine in a desert motel parking lot. She was there shooting a western editorial and his band was in town to play a show. At first, he had her so pissed off that she wanted to fight him out back. The he spent the 99 cents on her soda as they shared a cigarette.

Heroine eyes and a speedy sense of full-moon adventure, she took him to LA.